I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 1200: An Lin's road to hard cultivation (second update)

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An Lin was really frightened, these seven fairies completely let themselves go!

It's fine to let yourself go, but looking at this posture, it seems that you still want to drag him into the water!

"No, really not." Fairy Tianqing came to An Lin knocking on a broken bowl, her blue clothes fluttering, and her pretty face was full of comfort, "You are the most popular fairy in the heaven, It's too late for my father to hurt you, how could he be willing to beat you?"

Lin Junjun said with a slight smile: "If you invite us to have a good meal each, we have a reason to act like a baby with our parents. The reason is to accept your kindness and want to repay your kindness. This is our spontaneous behavior, which is completely in line with If you put aside the relationship, what reason does he have to treat you badly?"

An Lin pondered for a moment, and then said: "I cook for you, one meal per person, that is seven dishes. My dishes are very valuable, the average price of a meal is more than 200,000 yuan, ten places for seven dishes, Are you sure that the quota of your Pantao Club is so valuable?"

"Of course it's valuable, and it's cheaper for you..."

Lin Junjun approached An Lin with a bright smile, and said quite proudly: "Let me tell you, once you can participate in the Pan Peach Conference, you will be able to taste our hundred-year-old spirit-grade flat peaches, and each person can taste three pieces! In addition, there are many interesting games and competitions, if you can win, you will have a chance to get a thousand-year-old fairy-level flat peach! How about it, is this worth enough?"

Fairy Tianshou said: "The purpose of our Heavenly Court holding the Pantao Conference is not to make money, but to have friendly exchanges with the major forces in the Taichu Continent and strengthen our prestige in the Heavenly Court."

"It's not like you guys, you have to get married twice." Tian Qing covered his mouth and smiled lightly.

All the fairies couldn't help laughing too, apparently thinking of the fun of the previous wedding.

An Lin rolled his eyes: "Okay, don't talk about it, can't I promise you? There are twenty places, and I can cook the dishes for you first, but you must not let me down."

"Oye!" The fairies couldn't help cheering.

"Seven people can exchange seven dishes, one dish a day, a happy week is coming!"

"Haha... It's much easier to talk about things than to make money."

"God of Chef An Lin, don't worry, if we don't get the 20 places, we can do it with our bodies!"

The seven fairies were overjoyed, and after celebrating in the gourmet shop, they left with more than enough satisfaction.

Anlin's life is also back on track.

The Pantao Conference is two months away, it's still early, let's work hard on cooking first.

Knife skills and fire control skills are very important to practice cooking skills.

An Lin took out a piece of seafood hunted from the West Sea, pulled out the Shengxie sword behind him, and there was another burst of "crack, boom, clang, clang..."

A black awn flashed out and turned into a round little girl of six or seven years old.

The little girl stood aside, staring at An Lin coldly, her eyes full of resentment.

"Hey, Xiaoxie? Are you coming out again to get some air?" An Lin smiled, but the Shengxie sword in his hand didn't stop, cutting the ingredients in front of him into the shape he wanted.

"Use me as a kitchen knife again, and use me as a kitchen knife again... I really want to chop you up." Xiao Xie said in an immature but murderous voice.

An Lin paused, a small golden sword suddenly appeared on his forehead, and then he touched Xiao Xie's head, and slapped Sheng Xie's sword!

"Ah...!" Xiao Xie whispered, her face flushed, and she looked at An Lin watery.

"How about it? Are you comfortable? Just watch from the side when you are comfortable." An Lin chuckled and continued to practice knife skills.

"Remember, there is no distinction between high and low occupations. You should be honored to be the number one kitchen knife chef in the heaven. After all, you are also number one."

"Besides, countless immortals have smashed their heads just to eat the dishes cooked by you, and they ate them to orgasm again and again. Isn't this a sense of honor?"

Listening to An Lin's earnest instruction, Xiao Xie sat on a chair beside him angrily.

Cannibalism is short-handed but short-handed, she just got a magic weapon from An Lin, and she is comfortable, and she is really embarrassed to make trouble with him again.

"We are fighting for the happiness of the heavenly immortals. You don't even know how much they miss me during my absence." An Lin said with emotion.

"You're only doing it for money, shameless!" Xiaoxie said coldly.

"Have you ever thought, why do I want money? I want money to give you a better life!"

"I use spirit stones to make me stronger, so that I can better protect you. I use spirit stones to buy things for you, so that you can tell me what you need. Therefore, there is no shame in fighting for money, and I will give you a Is it wrong to cultivate immortals in a better environment?"

Xiaoxie was stunned and speechless when he heard An Lin's words, and even lowered his head in shame...

Seeing Xiao Xie's appearance like this, An Lin finally nodded in satisfaction, and continued busy with his business.

Practicing swords, refining fire, thinking about various artistic conceptions of cooking.

The days were uneventful.

Time passed day by day.

For seven consecutive days, they cook for the Seven Fairies for free.

On the eighth day, he finally regained his freedom and received other immortals normally.

An Lin started his happy way of making money.

The day of school is approaching.

A rather familiar figure came from outside the door.

She was dressed in loose white clothes, her eyes were red but extremely gentle, she had a pair of crystal clear unicorn horns on her head, and beside her was a little monster with the body of a sheep and the face of a human.

"Hey, Dongfang Zhuangshi, long time no see." An Lin greeted with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist Anlin's career is really blossoming everywhere, Sijiu Xianzong is flourishing day by day, the name of Venerable Duhua is famous in the mainland, and the reputation of God of Cooking is spread all over the heavens." Dongfang Zhuang praised with a smile.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" An Lin was very happy to be praised, looked at the equally happy uncle, and asked, "Tell me, did you encounter any happy event?"

"I have found the heart of the gods and the water of the gods, and I will recast my body!" Dongfang Zhuang laughed loudly.

"Oh? So fast? This is really a happy event, congratulations!" An Lin was also very happy.

His furious An Qilin forcibly snatched Dongfang Zhuangshi's Qilin Blood Jade, which was a fatal blow to Dongfang Zhuangshi, who could only live by smelling Anlin.

Now that Dongfang Zhuang can recast his body, An Lin can also get rid of this uncle who was forced to follow him. This is a good thing that kills two birds with one stone.

"Then senior came here just to tell me about this?" An Lin asked with some emotion.

He is very happy to be the first existence of the magic blood unicorn to share the joy.

"No, I wasted a lot of energy when recasting my physical body, so little friend Anlin, let me take a deep breath first to replenish my energy before meeting the next challenge!!"

Dongfang Zhuang looked at An Lin with burning eyes, and spoke very frankly.

An Lin: "..."

Damn! I was blinded by the previous emotion.

But for the future freedom, he still went all out!

"Come on, senior Dongfang Zhuang, suck me hard, don't be polite!"

"I'm coming right now! Hiss... oh... cool!"

(end of this chapter)